Dear Father “Dear Father We dream. We dream, we dream, while we may. While we may” With Father’s Day approaching, my thoughts start to focus on memories of dear old Dad. Since the vast majority of those memories involve my parents together, memories of Mom naturally join in the fun. My strongest memories are those…
Now and Then Spring, earth awakens from its winter slumber. My rose bushes are covered with petite unfurled leaves. Bulbs have burst, sending verdant stalks up three inches above the soil. Doves have built their nests (of sorts) and laid their eggs. One egg has already slipped through loosely woven twigs to land unbroken on…
Testify To Love “From the mountains to the valleys, From the rivers to the sea; Every hand that reaches out, Every hand that reaches out to offer peace; Every simple act of mercy, Every step to kingdom come; All the hope in every heart will speak what love has done.” February always puts me in…
Dream as if. . . . I read… road signs, billboards, bumper stickers, the backs of cereal boxes as my grandchildren eat breakfast, books, magazines and tee shirt statements. I read while lazily swinging in the porch swing, laying down or while draped across my favorite old drab olive green stuffed chair. I read… the…
Spring Now and Then Rain, cool nights, semi-warm days. Spring is in bloom everywhere I look. Sitting on the back step with a glass of iced tea I watch several chestnut brown birds ignore me and continue pulling earth worms from irish green lawn. A robin wings by with twig in her beak. I assume…
